Monday 28 September 2015

The Doctor and the Knight


I was thinking  earlier today that the fictional Doctor Who could be described as jobless, homeless and stateless.   After all, you can’t really describe ‘being The Doctor’ as a job and he has no address, other than ‘Doctor Who, somewhere/anywhere, some time/anytime’, and even if his home state of Gallifray exists, no one – not even The Doctor – knows where or even when it is.    So jobless,  homeless and stateless.   

And then, later this morning, this thought chimed with the announcement that Peter Capaldi, who plays The Doctor, has joined other celebrities including Neil Gaiman, Cate Blanchett, Colin Firth, and Patrick Stewart,  who have come together  to share their message of solidarity towards the refugee crisis, by explaining why there is an important difference between the terms "refugee" and "migrant".    When the media and politicians confuse these words policies and the money to support refugees  suffer.    That means lives are lost.  Worth Googling. 
But where is the synchronicity?  It lies in the latest episodes of Doctor Who, in which Capaldi’s Doctor prizes compassion above all other human virtues.    The evil Davros tells The Doctor that ‘his compassion will kill him’.  ‘I hope it will’ The Doctor replies,  ‘I wouldn’t want to die of anything else.’   
Peter Capaldi is also, as it happens,  a UNHCR Ambassador.    I wonder if he took both roles because of their educational importance.    Doctor Who, especially in its 21st century Steven Moffat form, has provided a highly entertaining moral and ethical education for children (and adults).   So, of course, has Sir Terry Pratchett’s Discworld novels.     In both moral education is fun.     
Sir Terry has always smuggled humanistic insights and lessons into his work - and that is why I was/am so delighted that young teenage boys love them so much.     He has subtly undermined sexism (even the opposition to women wizards/priests), racism (one book was bluntly called Jingo), and xenophobia of all kinds.  
As you may know  Ankhmorporth, the largest Discworld city,  has slowly become the place where humans, trolls, dwarves, werewolves, vampires, Igors (the stitched together creations of Frankensteins)  and now even the stinky goblins can live together with equal rights (one book is called Equal Rites).      And he made us laugh while he did it, right from the start with Cohen the geriatric Barbarian  and Luggage in The Colour of Magic).   I shall miss Luggage.     
I am sure Sir Terry has left the world a better place, and 'nothing became him more than the manner of his leaving it' as they say.    His sideways view of language - not to mention luggage (oh I just did) -  and of the world, illuminated us, educated us, and amused us.    Is there any institution he left unvisited and undone?     I will always remember his insight in Small Gods,  that when we put the things we worship (gods or God)  into buildings, they die, and so (this is my insight) we start to worship the buildings instead.      
So Doctor Who and Discworld are two great cultural treasures.   And such fun.      I thank God for them both.